Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Suriname and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing The Offenders to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Grey Daturas. All the underground hits.
All John Holt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ohio Players,
Todd Terry,
Vladislav Delay,
Bauhaus,
Radiohead,
Barry Ungar,
Desert Stars,
Dual Sessions,
Sällskapet,
Black Sheep,
Agent Orange,
Hasil Adkins,
Zapp,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Seeds,
The Sonics,
Pere Ubu,
Toni Rubio,
Rod Modell,
John Cale,
The Slits,
The Black Dice,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scan 7,
H. Thieme,
Oneida,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
FM Einheit,
Excepter,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Laurel Aitken,
Arab on Radar,
Bobby Byrd,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Tres Demented,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gichy Dan,
The United States of America,
Sarah Menescal,
Y Pants,
Gabor Szabo,
Warren Ellis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kerrie Biddell,
Minnie Riperton,
Albert Ayler,
The Smiths,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pet Shop Boys,
Goldenarms,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Hot Snakes,
Qualms,
This Heat,
The Star Department,
Joy Division,
Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne, Lindisfarne.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.